Little Drummer Boy

-
Moose's Christmas present from his Auntie.
Meant to annoy us (partially).
{whisper} I really like it!
Especially when he sings "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" while drumming along.
And when he crosses his drumsticks above his head saying, "Rocking Tristan!"



Join in the fun over at Angie's Seven Clown Circus for Wordful Wednesday

Comments

Susan Holt Simpson said…
What a beautiful family you have! My middle son, 15 years old, STILL wants drums - you are a brave mom to get yours a set!
January 20, 2010 at 2:21 PM
Unknown said…
Aww that's so cool! :D
I think a video is needed!!! :) lol.
January 20, 2010 at 3:51 PM
Jen said…
Now that is just too cute!
January 20, 2010 at 3:59 PM
Claremont First Ward said…
Wow. That is one snazzy set of drums! :)
January 20, 2010 at 6:15 PM
The Royal Family said…
my kiddos love to make music... eh noise...


Check out my WW post:
http://bzzagentroyalty.blogspot.com/2010/03/wordless-wordful-wednesday.html

The Buzz, Brandy
March 24, 2010 at 9:34 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

MOB Society: Bragging on Boys

-
Image
Like my friend Erin shared in her "bragging" post, I don't necessarily want to "brag" about my boys but I am overjoyed at some of their accomplishments recently! So I will share with you! Moose is doing wonderfully at school. We moved him to the afternoon classroom and his teacher said that his behavior problems that they saw in the morning have virtually disappeared. Great! Twice last week (once at school and once at Sunday School) his teachers told me that he shared with someone. What a sigh of relief that one is; sharing is so hard but to know that what I'm implementing at home is working (even the itsy bitsiest bit!) is a relief.  I've noticed that baby toys are most enjoyed by the older crowd. Moose is also reading! I got the sight word list that kindergarteners start off with from his teacher - he read them all for me this morning. I bought a Chuggington book for him on their last book order - he read it by himself after only having it read...
Read more

something

-
Big A is forever telling me to not say certain things on the road. Don't call me dear. Don't gasp or shout; I'll think there's a deer. Although these are paraphrased (and he claims he's never said the first one), these are the basis for this tale. We went to the Husker game last night. Scratch that - we worked at the Husker game last night. We helped his aunt (and her church) sell backrests as a fundraiser. Big A has done this most of last year & all of this year so far. He loves it. You sell backrests until kickoff, then you watch the game, and pick up the rests after. You're there 90 minutes before game time and for about an hour or so after the game. And you sometimes get leftover food (Runzas and hotdogs and popcorn - please fine out what a Runza is for those of you who aren't from Nebraska....it's so yummy!). Anyway...we went to the game & a few of our friends helped pick up the chairs voluntarily after so (with that help plus our amazing sp...
Read more